Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

On July 12th, King Cheng and Prince Jiang'an issued proclamations one after another, complaining that Emperor Xiwen was dissolute and immoral, and the princes were even more rebellious. For the sake of the country and the country, they followed God's will and were willing to stand up and support orthodoxy.

Jiangnan and Southwest also began to be in chaos.

Yan Qi and his people have searched back and forth several times along the road from Xiangyang to Nanyang, but they have not seen the whereabouts of Ling Qingyu and Yingjiu. They are so anxious that the corners of their mouths are blistered. They have to take a lot of pills every day to stabilize their minds. pulse.

Seeing a tea pavilion on the roadside ahead, Ying Shisan took Yan Qi's horse's reins and said, Master Qi, take a rest.

Yan Qi wanted to shake his head, but saw that Ying Shisan also had red eyes, a dusty face and tired face. He looked back at Ye Po and the others behind him, nodded, and walked towards the tea pavilion.

There were already many people sitting in the tea pavilion, and two of them looked like they were a convoy coming down from the north.

It's chaos! It's chaos over there now! We all took a detour to get here. The fighting there in Xuchang was so severe that the roads were blocked.

Road closure? Ying Shisan's heart moved. Yan Qi and the others came here on horseback. Ye Po and the others also took advantage of the chaos in Bianjing City to come directly. But if Ling Qingyu and the others came a few days later, would they also take a detour?

This uncle!

The middle-aged man was chatting with someone and was frothing at the mouth. He heard someone call him and responded. He looked up and saw a young man wearing black clothes. Although he was covered in dust, he still had a pair of extremely beautiful and bright eyes. She looked at him with a faint smile and asked, Which road did you take when coming from Xuchang?

The middle-aged man was startled and said, We came from Fangcheng. We originally wanted to go to Funiu Mountain, but we heard that there are often heavy rains in that mountain at this time, so we didn't go in.

Funiu Mountain?

Yes, there hasn't been any chaos there yet. It's safer. It's just that the mountain road is difficult to walk and it takes several days of detours. As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, he saw the young man bowing and thanking him very politely and then returned. Among the group of people who had just sat down, who were also dressed in black and dusty, after saying a few words to the leader, the group of people threw their money on the table, packed some food, and got on their horses. Go on the road to Funiu Mountain.

It seems they are looking for someone, but why didn't you tell them that there was a heavy rain on the mountain a few days ago, and the roads were cut off, making it impossible to cross?

I haven't had time to say it yet? But I don't know who they are? It looks like I've been looking for them for many days?

Tell me, they have been looking for it for several days. They have run back and forth from my tea pavilion several times.

Hey, there's a lot of chaos right now. It's really hard to find someone if they get lost, and I don't know who they are looking for.

After detouring from Zhenping into Funiu Mountain and galloping along the mountain road for half a day, Yan Qi's heart began to throb again when he saw Ling Qingyu sitting on the edge of a big rock resting.

It rained in the mountains for three days, and it took Ye Shiyi two days to recover to the point where he could move freely. The mountain road had been changed beyond recognition by the heavy rain. They suffered a lot along the way, and it was even more difficult to describe. It's embarrassing.

Hearing the sound of horse hooves, Ling Qingyu put down the hand that held Yingjiu's hair up, turned around and saw the group of people standing there. He thought he was dazzled, so he stretched out his hand to rub his eyes. When he opened them again, has been embraced into a trembling embrace.

Yan Qi...

Ye Shiyi held a pheasant in one hand and a sword in the other. He stood three steps away and watched Yan Qi hug her into his arms. He felt empty in his heart. Is it the end of a month and a half?

Eleven? Ying Thirteen checked Ying Jiu's breath, then looked at Ye Eleven and called out.

Brother Thirteen. Ye Shiyi calmed down all his emotions and responded with a faint smile.

Two years ago, the Ling family purchased a villa at the foot of Wolong Peak. At this time, Xiangyang was also in a tense situation, but no one paid attention to this villa located in a remote ravine.

There are still more than 400 personal guards who have withdrawn from Bianjing. On the 16th night, except for Ye Ying, Ye Li and Ye Xue who followed Ye Shiyi to Dangxiang, the others stayed in the north. The rest followed Ye Po. , the figure Thirteen in the red building brought twelve people over, and the others hid. Jiangnan's Shadow Ten and the training team's Shadow Two stayed where they were. All in all, the main losses this time were the personal guards and Mengsu people.

And...Yingjiu...

When he learned that Yan Qi and the others had escaped with the help of Zhao Yinfeng's men, Ling Qingyu remained silent for a while. The only thought that flashed through his head was that the piece of warm jade was finally worth it.

After a day's rest, Ling Qingyu and Yan Qiying Thirteen went to Wolong Peak and sent Ying Jiu and Cheng Jia to the Palace of Immortality.

Seeing Cheng Jia's body restored to its original state, and Ying Jiu's body also restored to its original state, Yan Qi sighed softly. Seeing Ying Thirteen's probing eyes, she pursed her lips and whispered to Yan San: Look, he still looks the same. , but I am already old, which is really unfair.

Ying Thirteen was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly, shook his head, walked out of the Hall of Eternal Life, and sat at the door.

Ying Jiu had a happy smile on his face. Such a long journey was full of chaos and he had to guard against being recognized. However, no matter how difficult it was, Ling Qingyu never left him behind. When they met, his body was even among the three. The cleanest.

Yingjiu, if you knew, how happy would you be?

Yan San, his fingers gently traced the outline of Yan San's face. Ling Qingyu felt that his heart was as heavy as a boulder. Although he said it very beautifully, he could accept any sacrifice, but how could he accept it? What should I do? Yan San…

Qingyu, this position belongs to me, don't let anyone else go. Yan Qi's teasing voice sounded next to him. Ling Qingyu was startled when he saw his fingers tapping the empty ice jade bed next to Yan San, with a bright smile on his face. , unconsciously said: Don't talk nonsense.

Yan Qi turned around to face her, put his palm on her chest, and said, Are Cheng Jia and Ying Jiu here now?

Ling Qingyu's heart suddenly hurt, and she turned to look at the two people. Yan Qi pulled her into his arms, his palm still pressed against her heart, and said: As long as you remember them, they will always live with you. In my heart, Qingyu, you are right, there are sacrifices in everything you do, so stop being so harsh on yourself.

Yan Qi... His eyes were red, Ling Qingyu sniffed and nodded: I understand.

Me too, Qingyu, when that day comes, don't be sad, just put me here, come and see me when you have time, think about me occasionally, and then live well, Yan Qi lowered his head and kissed her He wiped the tears from her eyes and said, That way, Yan Qi will be satisfied.

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Qiaokou Town is located on the edge of the Xiangjiang River, only fifty miles away from Changsha City. This is the best time in August, when the sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant and golden chrysanthemums are in full bloom, and the stretches of rice fields are filled with golden yellow. It's a good harvest year.

Old man Chen took his little grandson and hid behind a pile of firewood. He watched a dozen soldiers in his yard kicking open the door and going in to rummage around. Several soldiers pressed his wife against the water mill while holding her son next to her. A corpse holding a hatchet.

Old man Chen gritted his teeth, covered his grandson's mouth with all his strength, quietly exited his yard from the firewood pile, and walked out of the town along the small canal beside the field ridge.

The town was full of soldiers with swords. After casually kicking open the far door and breaking in, screams and curses rang out inside. Not long after, several plumes of thick smoke floated in the sky, and then along the Spreading out with those continuous houses.

There are two more here! Old man Chen, who was crawling with his head down, was startled. He looked up and saw a soldier holding a knife standing on the field ridge. His clothes were open and his trousers were lifted. A corner of his red skirt was exposed in the grass in front of him. The corner comes out.

Pushing his grandson behind him, old man Chen begged: Master, please let us go.

Hey, uncle, what you said is wrong. We are here to check for spies. The soldier's sword was knocked in his hand and he smiled: I think the one behind you looks like a spy. Come here!

Old Chen said angrily with red eyes: What spies, you traitors!

We have become kings to uphold justice for heaven, and now we are going to overthrow that false emperor. Old man, please don't say nonsense, as nonsense will kill people. The soldier smiled grimly and raised the knife in his hand.

The cold light on the blade flashed in the sun. Old Chen turned around and was about to run, but the little grandson behind him shouted and rushed towards the soldier.

Seeing the knife slashing at his only seedling, old man Chen shouted with his eyes split open and threw himself on his grandson.

The expected pain did not come. There was a thud next to him. Old Chen looked sideways and saw the soldier lying beside him with an incredible look on his face. Blood was spurting out from a huge crack in his neck.

I want to keep Eleven alive and ask about the situation.

yes!

Old man Chen raised his head and saw a young man in black standing next to the soldier putting away his sword. Then he swayed and disappeared. When he turned his head again, he saw several horses standing quietly on the official road beside the field, led by a horse. The man on the horse has a face that is more beautiful than a woman, but with a cold chill.

Old man Chen unconsciously took a step back, turned around and saw hundreds of men in black rushing into the town from behind. He felt even more uneasy, not knowing who these people were.

Uncle, we are passing by here, do you know where these rebels are from? A slender, handsome young man narrowed his eyes with a smile, got off his horse, stretched out his hand to pull me up, and asked .

The young man was seventeen or eighteen years old, with a bright and amiable smile, which made old man Chen feel more relaxed and said: They are said to be King Cheng's soldiers. They rebelled all the way. I heard that they had reached Changsha Prefecture the day before yesterday. These people must be He was defeated by Lord Han and escaped.

Is that so? Can Mr. Han from Changsha Mansion be able to defend Changsha City? the young man asked in a brisk tone.

That's natural! Not to mention that the wall of Changsha City is three feet high, even if Master Han is here, those traitors can't touch Changsha City at all!

Master Han is so powerful?

Of course, Mr. Han... Old Chen wanted to brag again, but at this time he had already followed the young man to the ridge of the field. Looking at the scene on the street in the town, he was speechless.

The streets were filled with the corpses of soldiers wearing the uniforms of the King's army. Some townspeople who were still alive rushed out of the courtyard in fear. From the wide open doors, you could see the men in black inside chopping vegetables and melons. Soldiers slashed and killed.

Old man Chen was trembling a little, and he pulled his grandson to take two steps aside.

Uncle, don't be afraid. We won't kill good people. If you don't deal with those rebels, your town will be in trouble. The young man took out a candy from his wallet and handed it to Old Man Chen's grandson, smiling.

Seventh Master! A big man dragged a man who had one of his arms cut off and was obviously better dressed than the other soldiers. He threw him in front of the few soldiers and said: It's King Cheng's defeated army. Thirty thousand of them attacked Changsha City. , was defeated by Han Ziqing and chased out of the city, completely defeated.

Is this all you have? The man immediately leaned over and asked.

Our King Cheng's 200,000-strong army is right behind, Shi Xiang, please let me go! The man shouted loudly, and was chopped down by the big man's knife, and his breath suddenly died.

Seventh Master! A man passed by very quickly from the street. Old man Chen looked at the young man's heavenly face in surprise. Then he was startled by the coldness in his eyes and broke out in a cold sweat. He unconsciously took two steps back. .

The question came out. They were King Cheng's vanguard force. The leading general wanted to take credit and went to sneak attack Changsha City. Instead, Han Ziqing used it to rob their camp. They fled to the back to join the main force. There are still 100,000 people behind King Cheng, who are only a hundred miles away from here. The young man's voice was cold and sweet, but it carried a heart-stopping chill. Old Chen took two steps back again, then fell backwards.

The smiling young man said Oh and grabbed Old Chen, preventing him from falling into the field. He put his finger up to his mouth and let out a soft hiss, then took out a candy from his wallet and gave it to the child.

Is everything here cleaned up? the man on the horse asked.

Well, it's all done. The young man nodded, shook his hand, returned the long sword to the scabbard, turned his eyes to the three people on the roadside, and said: Sanlang, there is a shop selling steamed buns in front of the town, and there is also a shop selling steamed buns. Plant snacks.”

I know. The young man smiled and said to the child: Can you take your brother with you?

Chen Xiaodong had already been bribed by his two candies. He nodded quickly, and the young man picked him up and walked to the town with Old Chen.

Brother, why did that brother ask you to buy it? Chen Xiaodong asked, licking his fingers.

Because that brother just killed a lot of people, and the smell of blood is very strong on him. The young man arched his eyebrows and smiled, covering his eyes with his hands to prevent him from seeing the scene of a sea of ​​blood in the town.

Both the rebels and the men in black came in from the end of the town. The shop at the head of the town had not been rioted by the rebels yet. The owner of the shop shivered under the counter. After hearing Old Man Chen scream several times, he climbed out and looked around. Look, then he patted his chest and said, It scared me to death! It scared me to death! Those Chengwang soldiers are really not human beings. Who saved us? Did Master Han send troops here?

Master Han, I'm afraid he doesn't have time to send troops here, so you'd better go hide in the mountains. The young man put some broken silver on the counter and said with a smile: Boss, help me wrap the buns and snacks in the pot.

Who are you? Old Man Chen finally asked. Although these people kill more people than those soldiers, they are still their saviors. And in this world, it is better to follow strong men than to have no ability to protect themselves at all. common people.

The young man smiled and did not answer him. Instead, he asked: Where is the rice store in town? I want to buy some rice.

Old man Chen knew what was interesting and did not ask any more questions. After taking the young man to a rice shop in the town, he took the child back to his yard and looked at his son's body on the ground, his wife still hanging on the water mill, and the corpses of the rebel soldiers lying on the ground. , sitting at the door, he was stunned.

Grandpa! The little grandson pushed Old Chen, and then Old Chen came back to his senses. He saw hundreds of men in black riding horses and holding a carriage passing by the door. The smiling young man was about to Freshly baked sugar-oiled cakes were handed into the carriage, and a very tall young man next to him said to him: The master hasn't woken up yet, so don't wake her up. The young man took the things and backed out, and then walked to his grandfather and grandson. In front of him, half of the sugar and oil cake was given to the child. He touched the child's head and said, Pack your things and leave quickly. King Cheng's follow-up troops will arrive in one day.

Old Chen nodded and watched the team of people pass directly through the main street of the town. Dozens of people behind them also chased after carrying rice from the rice store.

The town fell silent, and then mournful cries rang out from every house and courtyard.

Stop crying! Pack your things and go up the mountain! The mayor ran out of the house, and one family after another shouted: Stop crying, there are still soldiers coming from behind, save the living people first, and leave quickly!

King Cheng revolted in Chenzhou on July 12th. He captured Shaozhou in one and a half months and approached Changsha City. However, he was blocked by Han Ziqing, the commander of Jinghu South Road in Changsha City. The surrounding towns were plundered by King Cheng's troops, and the long march began. The siege lasted seven months.

In September in northern Guangdong, the air is fresh and slightly cool. The Xijing Ancient Road meanders between the mountains and ridges. The moss-covered bluestones are covered with rainwater, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds in the sky. Every puddle is a beautiful scene.

The terrain of the ancient road in Tiyunling is extremely dangerous. The road is steep, with steep peaks on both sides and deep cliffs. It becomes difficult to pass after October. Most merchants rush home in September. This is the time when Tiyunling Station is located. The busiest time.

There were many people sitting in the lobby of the inn, and they were exchanging information with each other.

The station master shook his head and walked outside the door of the station, knocked on the hookah pipe and took a sip. Looking at the darkening sky, he thought to himself, the Jinghu Road was severely beaten, and he didn't know when the war would come here.

While I was thinking wildly, I heard the sound of horse hooves on the other side of the mountain road. There were quite a few horses at that sound. The stationmaster stretched his neck and looked over. He saw a few horses coming up the winding mountain road. After seeing the inn, he came back to say hello. After making a sound, he came to the inn.

Boss, do you have a guest room? The first person, a young man with crooked eyes, got off his horse and asked the stationmaster with a smile.

Yes, and also, guest, do you want food and accommodation? The stationmaster hurriedly knocked on the hookah pipe and said with a smile.

Yes, how many guest rooms does the boss have? The young man looked at the small inn and asked with a smile.

There are still five rooms, that's enough... the stationmaster said in silence when he saw the people coming up the mountain road one after another. Those were not just a few people!